Evil

歌詞

Coughing, waking up Still shivering Functions of the world So infantile Devils as saints Too cynical Our future inflates In this beautiful country I ain't owing to the world Yes, I am Conscious, let me wear my heart On my sleeve There is hatred piling up Common things I see hope is always here Hit chords, louder than guns Coughing, waking up Waking up, up up Broken functions of the world Of the world, world, world Are we devils as saints? As saints, saints, saints Our future inflates In this beautiful country I am owing to the world Wish me luck Conscious, let me wear my heart On my sleeve There is hatred piling up Common things I see hope is always here Hit chords, louder than guns Hit chords, hit chords Play' em louder than guns Hit chords, hit chords Play' em louder than guns Hit chords, hit chords Play' em louder than guns Hit chords, hit chords Play' em louder than guns